Lyrics

SHE'S IN THE WIND

Saw her work her magic
At a Broadway street cafe
Watched her fingers move up and down the frets
Of her ukulele
Sang her angst ridden songs
With tender lullabies
She reminded me a bit
Of Alicia Keyes

Stopped back every Friday night
To hear her brand new tunes
Always sat in that red leather booth
In that smoky barroom
Wowed the crowd with her artistry
Made us laugh made us cry
Never thought I'd see the day
When her music died

Nobody knew what happened
Checked out of the Motor Inn
Didn't leave an address
Or a next of kin
Doubt she'll be gone for long
She's out wandering
She's in the wind

Beneath her stage persona
Caught a hint of a tortured soul
Maybe she needed to reach out
Regain control

CHORUS

She's in the wind
She's in the wind
She's in the wind